Golden Streak that Pierced the Heavens
The broad sequoia branches protruded through the leaves as the wind gusted. A strident sound could be heard from trees scraping each other throughout the forest. In the distance a cherubic hum blended with a rattle of worn-out metal. As we got closer, we observed a golden yellow bicycle in the distance. A streak of light cut through the thick leaves delicately and shone directly on the modern velocipede. It was strapped down onto an electrical pole, situated by its front wheel. The area felt clear, and the musk of the forest no longer lingered. A significant aura arose, sending me into a dreamlike state.
-By RoselynnRSen
The broad sequoia branches protruded through the leaves as the wind gusted. A strident sound could be heard from trees scraping each other throughout the forest. In the distance a cherubic hum blended with a rattle of worn-out metal. As we got closer, we observed a golden yellow bicycle in the distance. A streak of light cut through the thick leaves delicately and shone directly on the modern velocipede. It was strapped down onto an electrical pole, situated by its front wheel. The area felt clear, and the musk of the forest no longer lingered. A significant aura arose, sending me into a dreamlike state.
-By RoselynnRSen